I just lost out on a Ebay bid for 140 vintage (1965-68) Twins baseball cards that went for 28 dollars... I had bid 27.11 and wasn't watching. The cards included everyone I remembered from those golden years... Bob Allison, Rich Rollins, Tony Oliva, Jim Kaat... etc etc etc. Not in the top shape, but what memories they would have elicited!!! Aghghghghg. Such a deal will never come around again. That is what makes me all the more salty about it.
I was one key stroke away from bringing them home.
sadness and sighing
but perhaps whoever got them will enjoy them as much as I would have
but I doubt it.
I will simmer in this, I cannot help it.
Such silly things bring about petulance towards God.
My wife and I watched the movie "The Words" which, at the end, like many other movies, leaves you wondering which was the REAL case... (one other movie that comes to mind that attempts this is Contact with Jodi Foster)...
At the end, my wife was asking "Which was it?"... in other words, was the book in the story a fictional novel, or autobiographical?
Yet, of course, the ENTIRE MOVIE IS A FICTION... so there is no "which is it?"
There is only the situation, as it is presented, like a cardboard cut-out, with nothing behind it.
Yet we are wired, I suppose, to look at even fiction as being "real life"...
and so we are easily pulled into the illusion (whether a book or movie) as being a true representation of a genuine occurrence
and hence we wonder or even argue over whether which plausibility is "true"!!!